Disclaimer: I own nothing, okay that's a lie. I own a few things, material possessions and what not. Also most of the OCs, but you're more than welcome to submit one or two or three or four or more!

NOTE, this story contains OCS and characters from other stories (most notably Young Justice and Danny Phantom.) The OCS will be listed near the end and if you'd like me to include one of yours in the story to be a side character please feel free to ask!

In retrospect they should have known that the big city was no place for a psychic whose powers were on the fritz. But desperate times called for desperate measures, and they didn't have enough money for a bus fare anyway. They bit their thumb nail anxiously and bounced on the balls of their feet, tracking down Sistine was turning out to be a lot harder than they'd thought. Nervous eyes flitted towards the big T-shaped building in the harbor, considering all the collateral damage they'd caused over the last several weeks fleeing west it was only a matter of time before news spread that the menace had made it into Jump.

The vibration of their cell phone spooked them and in their momentary lapse of concentration all windows within a two block radius shattered outward, they ducked and pulled their jacket overhead to shield themself from the raining glass. They put the phone up to their head, glancing around in terror, and frantically intoned, "Hello?"

"Jesus Christ kid, you sound like you just saw a ghost!" said a cheerful voice on the other end, "Wait can you do that? See ghosts I mean? That'd be really convenient…"

"Mina," they interrupted hastily, "I'm in full view of Titan's Tower and I just blew up a bunch of windows so please tell me you tracked her down!?"

The other person was quiet for a minute, "not exactly no, but Wraith's sources say that someone matching her description was last seen in Jump City's lower east side about 2 days ago, it's the best I got." Mina sounded sympathetic. "Kid…you can always just go through the proper channels, if you explain yourself to the Mage's association I'm sure they'll be lenient…" the way she said it sounded like she already knew what the other would say in return.

"They'll punish me and strip my powers." They said flatly, the panic not completely drained from their voice, "and then I'd be hard pressed to even be able to swallow my own spit, no it needs to be her... Thank you, Mina, I hope you find what you're looking for in Amity." They began walking quickly down the street, ducking their head and avoiding looking at traffic and surveillance cameras.

Mina breathed out a sigh, "doubtful unless we take a page from your book and cause obscene amounts of property damage, no offense of course."

"Naturally." They agreed distractedly as they disconnected the line, it took them too long to get to the east side of the city and once within the boundaries the pulse of antimagic was incredibly noticeable; damping their powers. Despite the wave of discomfort it caused, antimagic was suffocating after all, there was a sweetness to it... the only one who could possibly be exuding an aura this far reaching right now had to be Sistine, it felt weak though...Sistine was moving away, which meant she. They choked out a sob of relief, "oh thank God."

But, of course, any relief was short lived when a young man's voice cried out: "Titans go!"

Before they even realized what had happened, they were blasted backwards by a neon green energy bolt into a brick wall that cracked beneath the force of impact, with a cry of pain they crumbled and struggled to all fours, "wait no! I can explain!" Given their lack of combat training and inability to control their abilities the fight was other before it really began… struggling to get onto all fours, they glanced up in horror at the group of five standing near her. "You don't understand, I need help." they begged, eyes still down cast. "I'm not trying to hurt anyone, you've got to believe me!"

Starfire began to fly closer when she began to lose altitude, she began walking and a look of bafflement overtook her face, it felt like she was deep underwater..the pressure almost unbearable. She spun and looked over at Raven and Beastboy who also seemed to be feeling it, Starfire turned to look at the stranger, "please stop!" she said sternly.

They shook their head frantically, "it isn't me!"

There was a bark of laughter and an older woman who had been approaching the group removed a cigarette from her mouth and dropped it to the ground snuffing it out, "of course it isn't. Get up, kiddo. Those heroes don't play fair." Her voice rang with authority and enough arrogance to sink a battle ship, although given the migraines the whole block must've been getting at that point it was probably safe to assume she could back it up, she took her glasses off and used her sleeve to wipe the lenses, "you're interfering with Mage Association business," she put her glasses back on and reached into her pocket and pulled out a badge, and showed it to them, "this child is under my custody and protection, any further action on your part will be met with swift retribution. Move along, children."

But it wouldn't be that simple, because no conflict was ever solved that quickly when both parties had too much pride. In retrospect they should have known that the big city was no place for a psychic whose powers were on the fritz. Especially when that city played host to a team of superheroes, but desperate times called for desperate measures, and they didn't have enough money for a bus fare anyway.

This story takes place in the 90s, obviously. It will be told 'out of order' for narrative purposes. OCs will play a pretty huge part, and I've changed a lot of 'canon' characters (make them nonbinary, changed their backstory's, put them in different places and other things like that (like Dick Grayson won't be in Young Justice as Robin and instead of Robin in the Teen Titans he'll be Nightwing, but Stephanie Brown will be Robin in Young Justice). There's going to be a lot of hostility between various groups, and most characters besides Danny and Sam will be pretty fucking unlikable (it's intentional, don't worry)

If you have any suggestions, requests, or questions go ahead! If you flame, though, please make sure you use one of these formats: "omg u shud kil urslf" OR "this story, if it even deigns being called such, is utterly pedantic and it made me wish to burn my eyes out with chemicals". Otherwise you'll be frowned at.